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It was lonely being alone
for the past year like she’d been. Lynn, barely a woman yet, had stolen her man
with the unlikely promise of eternal youth. Ann finally found the young college
kid, but the little bitch had taken him too. Her latest was married, but to the
Church. So, she was all alone, only she and her huge dog, Mastinus. That’s why
she bought the vibrator.
She’d purchased it on the
internet, black, a size to turn the lucky recipient into a love slave. Nearly a
foot long and close to three inches thick, the sex toy was supposedly molded as
a lifelike replica of some porn star’s erection.
Ann’s intentions had been
honorable. Her huge dog, perhaps sensing his Mistress’s increasing needs, had
been making increasingly inappropriate sexual advances. And she, with her own
unanswered cravings, was even becoming interested in the animal. A woman of
deep moral convictions, Ann knew her feelings were wrong, but couldn’t totally
control them.
He was so handsome, male
and testosterone charged, it was no wonder a lonely,
deprived woman would look at him through lust-considering eyes. Big, animalistic, and, with his red thing
expanding past its furry sheath every time she showed him any affection at all,
Ann had been tempted, My God, she’d been tempted. Yet, she could never allow
herself to actually consummate such a union with an animal—at least she didn’t
think she could.
***
A handsome young
deliveryman in those brown shorts carried the box up to her door.
“Handsome man in big truck,
how’d you like a happy f_ _k,” Ann mused as he wiggled his butt back from
making the delivery, a package as the advertisement promised,
“Delivered in a plain brown
wrapper,” and there it was.
The advertisement on the
Web promised an actual replica of a real live black porn star’s penis. They
hadn’t said anything about the handsome man delivering it. He was black and
muscular, even more so than the ‘star’ represented in the catalogue.
His appraisal was bold and
confident as he had her sign, then handed her the package. Was it the knowing
look he’d given her as his hand brushed hers when they made the exchange. Could
he have known that packaged inside was a replica of manhood probably not all that
different from his own?
Maybe he could read her
mind, how ‘fluttery’ she got now the few times she came into contact with black
men. Ann Mitchell, one of the shyest girls a person could imagine--one who up
till Monroe hadn’t even talked to a colored person. And, her ‘first’ had turned
his white woman into a full fledged ‘sista’ now.
“I’m a sista, now, Mr.
Deliveryman.” Of course she’d never say something so provocative.
The one she’d fucked was
younger, but lacking the rugged, athletic build of this one. If he could see
inside her mind he’d know. Just like all
those innuendoes, “now that this white girl tried black, she sure wouldn’t mind
going back.”
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But, this was all in Ann’s
mind, remember? Then, with her ballet legs spread wide, her black vibrator
applying itself in ever deepening ‘massage’ something happened that couldn’t
fit into this creative process at all.
At precisely the right
moment, at that instant when self-indulgence teetered on spasmodic delight, she
was vaguely aware of a weighted presence on the mattress. Then,
“Oh my God, what’s happening?”
Hot intense lapping centered at the place
where relief was so deliciously near. Ann attempted to force herself up on her
elbows, to look between her legs and see what was happening. But, she was too
close to orgasm, her pleasure centers too enthralled. All she could do was fall
back into the pillows and just lie there while dizzying sensations swept over
her.
She must have let the door
open when she came back from her shower. Now, her huge dog has joined her on
the bed. And, he’s THERE, my God, he’s found the right spot.
Skipping ahead in AGE
OF CONSENT
If it really did happen, it was as much for
love as it was seeking gratification, as if that could ever be an excuse. She
loved her Mastinus and knew he loved her more than anyone in this world. Her
psychiatrist had said she should learn to fantasize, and if that is what really
happened, it was the ‘mother’ of all ‘make believe’. Maybe it was the wine?
In her mind’s eye everything was as seen
through a haze. She had been lightly
sleeping, thinking of her ‘Mastinus’ that time with his little female bitch. In
her dream (is that what it really was--a dream?) Her own body replaced that of the bitch. Ann
has now become the giant dog’s lover.
At the time it all seemed
surreal. What was the dream? Was it when she opened the door? Or was it now,
with Mastinus on top of her naked body, drooling on her while his penis prodded
and searched for relief that only a female could provide.
“I must be dreaming. Is this
really happening? Shouldn’t I feel guilty for something so debase, so
unnatural?”
Should something so sinful
feel so good?
***
When she awoke, Ann found the bed soiled and
in total disarray. Mastinus, to her dismay, was sitting on the floor at the foot
of the bed, not restricted in any way from access to her bed (or her). Her black vibrator, the one bringing her so
much pleasure just a bit before, was laying, tangled in the covers, obviously
all sticky and used, the same as her lower body and inner thighs. Relieved, she
reasoned if her dog was involved, it was only in her imagination--her fantasy.
Still, what a sexual
animal she had become. Animal? She wouldn’t do
something shameful with her own dog, would she? She felt wonderful, body and
soul. Shouldn’t she feel sullied and debased?
It wasn’t possible, her horrible
suspicion.
“Everything had started
as innocent fun and I got too drunk. That’s all. Ann, don’t try to make
anything else out of it.” Still she wondered at the stickiness between her thighs,
the canine and her own pubic hairs tangled and matted down there.
***
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What happens when we
use the search word ‘virgin’ in AGE OF
CONSENT
Hell, why should a man
feel guilty doing it to a little tramp like this? She’s enjoying it, look at the
way she’s twisting around on his lap. She’s doing all the work, bouncing around
like she was playing ride the horsy with her own Daddy or something. If it
wasn’t him, wouldn’t it be another man just like him, doing it to a girl some
folks would say was too young?
Would he do the same
with one or the other of the outstanding young ladies who were of his own blood
and lived with him? If either of his
daughters asked him to fuck her and he knew he couldn’t get in trouble, would
he be doing this with her? Lift that little scout skirt and remove Cindy’s
panties, those bikinis he couldn’t understand his wife buying and letting a
girl her age wear. Put his big thing in her, extra slow and careful because
this would probably be her first time.
Better yet, what would
it be like if she, like this one had already been broken in? The little bitch,
his youngest daughter and she was letting other boys put there penis’s where
her father had been too. He’d have never known if he hadn’t put his own penis
there too. Partners in crime now, he wouldn’t even be able to tell the girl’s
mother why he was so suspicious of their youngest daughter. Only twelve years
old and what a slut he’d discovered she was.
“Cindy isn’t a virgin
anymore.”
“How’d you find out
something like that, for God’s sake?”
What in the hell would
he say to answer a question like that?
“I found it out when I
fucked her one day when we were home alone.”
Of course he couldn’t
come right out and say something like that. It’s likely the girl would be
defiant, not pay any attention at all to his authority anymore. What would he
say to regain her confidence? Would he tell her he’d fucked another one the
same age and she’d been so good he’d decided to find out which was the better
of the two. Were oriental girls really tighter than Caucasian ones?
I know it was a shock
to you honey, what I did. But once I tried some of that really young stuff I
had to experience it again. It’s better this way, isn’t it Cindy? In a way it’s
a good thing I found out that you’ve already started having sex with other
boys. They’ll get you in trouble, honey. You and I can do it together anytime
you want as long as it can be our secret. But, honey, no more boys, you can’t
have sex with anyone but me. If you do it again with anyone else but your
father, there’ll be hell to pay.
Maybe he’ll spank her,
take down her jeans, exposing those bikini panties, maybe even taking them off
and turn her pale bottom bright red.. Who’d ever suspect his youngest one of
doing something like what he’d found out. Sure, the oriental girl, Lin, she was
about the same age and she fucked like a minx. Why couldn’t his own daughter
enjoy the big cock too?
***
Or the older one,
Terry, the cheerleader in high school, maybe she’d be showing him her sexy
moves. She couldn’t know about his erection those countless times when he was
watching that “V” where her thighs met while she was making one of her high
kicks during practice. She’d probably be cherry too, but he wasn’t real sure,
the way she wiggled when she walked. Isn’t that what they said about girls
approaching womanhood? You can tell by the way those hips move if they’ve been
getting fucked on a regular basis?
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Girl, different time, different place. A Young, not so innocent girl and older
man--Readers will find events like that in most of the author’s works. Surf
from the author’s website, www.jcstephens.com
, and utilize the link to Amazon where you’ll be offered the opportunity to ‘search
inside the book’. Try search words like ‘Lolita’ or ‘ virgin’
. Older men and very young women together in sexual expose’ are a commonplace
event in these pages. The girls seem awfully young, you say. We think they’re ‘old enough’, but aren’t
absolutely sure the potential pedophile is always asking to make sure the
‘sweet thing’ is beyond the AGE OF
CONSENT.
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But, Allie was positive Jack was going to be even better than Roger. She was older and much more experienced now. Wouldn’t that make sex even better than what she’d experienced with her ‘first’? Anyway, since she’d been so damned close to completing her mission already, what was sure to follow was almost a ‘done deal’. With her mom out of the picture for a few days, when would the opportunity be any greater?
A day after their nearly completed sexual episode, Alicia wasn’t going to let Jack stall any more. She wasn’t a little girl anymore and he never actually was her father, no matter what he chose to believe. A woman has needs and should be treated as such. This wasn’t some shy little virgin, afraid to experience a ‘real’ man’s love. She’d had other lovers, quite a few, in fact. Why wouldn’t an inquisitive girl want to find out for sure why her mother found Jack so much better than all those others? What was he really like, ‘that way’? Why did the whole house shake soon after the two of them closed the bedroom door behind them?
Jack was interested in his ‘live-in’s’ daughter too, as much as she was him. The way his mouth fell open the other night when she gave him a little ‘peek’ at what was going to be his as soon as he forgot to think of her as his ‘little girl’, how could he not deny he was lusting for her every bit as much as she was him.
She knew Jack wouldn’t be disappointed, and couldn’t wait to look up at him and ask the all important question. They’d be naked and he’d be into her as deep as he could be.
“Am I better than my Mom? Do I feel better for you than she does?
Alicia loved the way Roger responded to that question back when he was fucking her on a regular basis. He’d be deep thrusting, his hands under her girlish hips, grinding himself down into her receptive body. She was younger then, but old enough to appreciate what they were doing. They’d be making squishy sounds, their lovemaking would. That’s because their sex made them so wet together and her pussy was so tight on his erection.
And he’d gasp out his perverted answer as he peered between them at her schoolgirl body and the part of him that was so deliciously attached.
“Oh yes, you sweet doll. I love how tight we are together.”
“I’m lots younger than Mom. Do you think I’m prettier?”
Without even waiting for his answer, she’d wrap her arms and legs around his much larger torso and draw him even tighter to her, surprisingly strong for someone so much smaller than he.
“Youngntite,” he’d thrust into her as deeply as a man can go. He’d slowly draw the length of him nearly out of her grasping pussy. Then he’d repeat the action, “youngntite”, and again, “youngntite”…”youngntite”. Again and again, he’d thrust, she’d jolt ahead, “Youngntite,” Roger couldn’t get enough of the mother’s daughter.
That was part of what made sex so good for her, knowing how much pleasure someone so much younger was bringing her adult male. The boys she was sneaking out with were okay, but a ‘man’ was so much better. No unwanted pregnancy, no reputation to be sullied by a ‘bragging’ boy, what was there for a girl to fear? She held all the cards in a deal like that. When she’d decide it was over, that would be the end of it, too. An older man wasn’t in a position to cause a girl any trouble if she’d decide she’d had enough of him, either.
So, with nothing to fear, why would a girl even consider denying some poor, lovesick man what he was aching for? She’d smile up at him, spread her cheerleader legs even wider and pull his body even closer. He’d just groan and thrust all the harder. She’d smile to herself confidently, reveling in how she, barely half this man’s age, could have him so mesmerized by what she was letting him have. About then they’d get even tighter together, his larger penis in her tight little pussy, she’d feel him bath her insides with indisputable proof of how ‘good’ he really thought she was. She loved it when her ‘older’ man planted his infertile seed deep into her womb, knowing that he wouldn’t mess up and leave her pregnant like younger boys might.
***
It had been much earlier when she’d shared that kind of intimacy with Roger, that other ‘friend ‘of her Mom’s. There’d been a long ‘dry spell’ after him, a few quick trysts, but nothing that amounted to anything. During her time ‘without’ there’d been boys in her class who she’d ‘sampled’, but nothing like what her sights were set on now.
“Whatever Allie wants, Allie gets,
And, Baby
Little Allie, wants you.”
Soon she was soon going to have sex with another older male. Sure, she’d experimented with some of her Mom’s other boyfriends, but that was just play. This was going to be the real thing. Jack was going to get something real special, better, even, than her beautiful Mom. The thought left her breathless. If Roger tried both the Mom and the daughter and found the younger one even better than the older, wouldn’t Jack, now that she was even more mature and experienced, enjoy her even more? Older and better, what healthy male would turn down something like that?
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Evelyn is suspended
perfectly, firm little hips comfortably at the edge of the chair, her hairy
animal between those beautifully shaped thighs. Bracing his eager thrusts with
back paws firmly planted on the ground\, his buttocks are humping away while
upper body is fully supported by his humanistic lover. She’s underneath,
enthralled in wicked anticipation of an act that couldn’t be prevented even if
this wasn’t what she wanted. Nor anymore, it couldn’t be stopped, not with both
participants as involved as they were.
Escape was futile. All
she could do was lie quietly and submit. What must happen is already willed
regardless of resistance. Fate had already cast its lot. That inescapable fact
had already been decided. Decision making was out of her hands, since there was
nothing left to be decided. This animal was too strong, too powerful to be
denied. She was female, half the male’s size and weight. His need was
overpowering, his mate was now subdued and submissive. The act has become unpreventable, no matter
what she, the female recipient of his ardor wanted. Those thoughts seemed to defy further
reasoning.
Yet, wasn’t there a
difference between meek submission and eager participation? Her pelvis refused
to remain still while the animal humped his erect penis perilously close,
continuing to attempt this forced copulation. Was she trying to avoid sexual
contact or cause it?
She’d never admit it,
not even to herself, but it wasn’t the weight of the animal that prevented her
escape. It wasn’t fear and it wasn’t his potent strength. Curiosity kept her
here and in minutes she’d know. What will he be like?
“OH
Doggie, Do Me.”
“What will he, what will IT be like having this determined animal?”
No man had ever wanted her, not like this.
As the hunkering animal’s
exposed penis makes brief contact at her sparsely hair covered bush, her hips
gyrate in increased effort to complete the coupling and bring the relief they
both are eagerly pursuing.
“OH, Now. That’s just right.
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Another young girl being led astray by an older man
There in her hand it
grew to twice its beginning stage, big, thick, and so very hot it almost burned
her hand.
He talked her into ‘fucking’,
a word she’d never heard up till then. Or was it she who had enticed him when
he told her what boys did to girls. Anyway, he’d defined IT, and she’d had him
show her. She’d taken naturally to sex, even though Bob was a lot older than
she. Talk about being advanced for her age, here her brother had been in
college a year and she’d been his ‘first’. She, though, wasn’t even out of high
school yet, and, with hardly a bit of trouble, helped get that big thing of his
into her up till then unused body. It was good to, what they did together. She
liked doing it with her brother so much she practically wore the poor boy out
while he was home on spring break.
She’d told Susan about
her brother and what they were doing and, sure enough, a girl who always wanted
to try things after Maryann had, asked to try him out too.
“Are you sure, Suz? I’m
older than you, and Bob is awful big, bigger than those statues we were looking
at.”
Maryann felt guilty
afterward, after Susan’s sexual experience with Bob had turned out to be such
an unpleasant experience. In a way this situation with her girlfriend’s lover
had an element of unselfishness to it. She’d help cure Susan’s fright of
intercourse by showing her how easy it could be. In a way it would be helping
them both, since Maryann herself had a fixation on ‘size’…only hers was ‘bigger
is better’ rather than ‘too much for such a small place’ as obviously Susan’s
hang-up was.
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Surely Jack LaGrange
should have realized every sin has its price. Another lesson should have been
you can never turn back the clock. Susan, a girl younger than his previous
‘trainees’ had been soo good he’d tried to duplicate the joys of her seduction
with one even younger after his little blonde and her friend had moved on. Jack
rationalized Susan had been a bit young
for what he’d put her through, but mostly her pubescent-like body was more a
result of slower physical development than years of age.
‘Li’, who came along
afterward, was simply perfect. Long dark hair, that smallish Oriental shape,
the slightly slanted set of her eyes, a figure skater’s
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